Chapter 1461 - Reasonable Excuse (2/2)

Perhaps she was trying to cover up this embarrassing moment, but Natasha suddenly leaped onto Jiang Chen with tears still in her eyes. Then she viciously bit onto Jiang Chen’s lip and pressed him down on the chair. It took a long time before she finally raised her head while still riding on top of him. Her chest was still moving violently as she said with viciousness

“You shouldn’t give me hope!”

“Sorry, I didn’t know you would have such a big reaction.” Jiang Chen gently fiddled with the strand of hair beside her cheek, but his hand was pinched midair.

The two gazed at each other silently.

Just as the atmosphere in the car gradually became ambiguous, a weak cough suddenly came from the front.

Natasha’s gaze met with Ayesha’s eyes in the mirror, her face suddenly turned red as she hopped down from Jiang Chen and sat upright in her seat.

Ayesha, who held the steering wheel, looked awkward.

Although she didn’t mind what they were doing, she was driving after all.

She had been hesitant for a while, but in the end, she chose to protest with her weak cough to indicate that she was still here.

…

On February 18th, heavy rain poured into North Colombia.

For the North Colombian soldiers besieging Bucaramanga, it was undoubtedly a torment. Not to mention the infestation of poisonous insects, the frequent landslides, mudslides after the heavy rain, the muddy mountain roads alone were a big test for the logistics of the North Colombian army.

Due to the heavy rain, air support was not available.

When the NATO Third Mechanized Division withdrew to Barranquilla, the two mountain divisions responsible for the attack on Bucaramanga were forced to halt their offensive. The price to pay was unbearable to besiege a city without firepower support, let alone attack a city located in the Andes.

It was a fortress without walls!

The eastern battlefield was at a stalemate, and the battlefield in the central part was also not optimistic.

Bad weather prevented heavy bombers from reaching the battlefield. The Coalition Force advancing in the direction of Medellin could only rely on howitzers, self-propelled artilleries, and naval guns to support the battlefield.

However, the South Colombian army was very cunning and had no intention of deciding the outcome of the war with the NATO Coalition Force on the plains. Not only did they station their main force in the urban area where NATO had to be cautious, but the rest of the force was also separated into smaller units and were concentrated to the rear to start guerrilla warfare.

Days of heavy rain were undoubtedly a test for the offensive side.

The NATO Coalition Force and North Colombia army had invested a total of more than ten divisions into the northern region of Medellin. Not only did they amass more than 100,000 troops, but they also mobilized more than 2,000 tanks. NATO Coalition Force’s original plan was to take Medellin within three days, then push to Bogota within five days, but now, they were pinned down to the outskirts of Medellin, and stuck in a stalemate against the Celestial Trade army that arrived from the rear as reinforcement.

No one thought that this war would be so difficult.

Whether from the armor, to the firepower, or to the the number of people, NATO was at an advantage in every category. However, South Colombia did not become the second Iraq, and the “Operation Desert Storm-esque” victory was not replicated.

What made the NATO commander more anxious was that so far, they had not seen the whereabouts of the orbital airborne troops. Those iron robots were like the Sword of Damocles. They hung above their heads, but they didn’t know when they would fall.

Compared with the NATO Coalition Force fighting on the front line, the new President Mike Pence, who had just completed his swearing-in ceremony, faced no less pressure than General Felton who commanded on the front line.

He knew very well that if he could not end this war in a short time, domestic pressure would make his life extremely difficult. The UA was sliding into a quagmire deeper than the Vietnam War, and in this quagmire, there was an enemy they did not want to face.

There seemed to be only two choices left for the new president.

Either add another bundle of firewood to this stove, or start a fire outside out of it…